After absorbing three thumb-sized dots of light. Jian Chen put the old jade pendant in his arms again, and muttered: "Killed three people and obtained three points of record, and this time there are at least four or five thousand sixth-order Light Saint Masters participating in the competition, if you want to enter the top ten steadily, you must kill five hundred people and gain five hundred points of record, and next, I will continue to embark on the road of killing that I have not experienced for a long time, and the only difference between it and the mercenary city martial arts competition is that the martial artist has been replaced by a Light Saint Master." ”

Jian Chen's mind moved, and the surging light holy power quickly condensed into a cloud under his feet, and just as he wanted to step on the white cloud and leave, his eyes suddenly froze.

"This is the breath of the same kind, I actually feel the breath of the same kind..."In Jian Chen's mind, the voice of the purple and green sword spirit suddenly came.

"It's indeed the breath of the same kind, it can't be wrong, master, what kind of place is this, how can there be the breath of the same kind. Ziying's voice reappeared in Jian Chen's mind, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Oh, there is actually an existence of a machine spirit here, it's incredible, how can such a high-level machine spirit appear in such an interface, this machine spirit seems to have grown to the stage of immortal level. Qing Suo's voice full of surprise sounded in Jian Chen's mind, and the voice as beautiful as a lark seemed to be the most beautiful music in the world, making Jian Chen's mind shake slightly.

"The place where I am now is in the space of a holy weapon, Zi Yingqingsuo, could it be that this holy weapon has also derived the same spirit body as you?" Jian Chen's heart was full of surprise.

"I didn't expect that when we were sleeping and absorbing the energy recovery of the colorful fairy crystal, the master would actually come to the space of a magic weapon, yes, there is indeed a spirit here, and the strength of this spirit is not weak, at least in terms of the strength standard of this world, this spirit is already very powerful, but the only drawback is that this machine spirit is impossible to use as an offensive magic weapon because of the limitations of the body, it looks like an auxiliary magic weapon. Ziying said.

"I didn't expect that a machine spirit would be derived from this holy weapon, it's really surprising. Jian Chen sighed.

At the same time, a purple and blue qi emerged from Jian Chen's head, condensing above his head into a man and a woman, the handsome man and the pretty woman, the two of them stood together, as if they were a natural pair of golden boys and girls.

This is not the first time Jian Chen has seen Ziying Qingsuo's face, but he can clearly feel that the illusory bodies of Ziying and Qingsuo that appear are more condensed than before, obviously they are constantly recovering with the help of colorful immortal crystals these days.

Zi Ying and Qing Suo conjured out on the top of Jian Chen's head, their eyes staring at the distant sky, and then Zi Ying's right hand was raised slightly, and the surging purple light suddenly diffused from his body, and quickly condensed into a purple divine sword in his right hand.

This purple divine sword is four feet long and three fingers wide, and there seems to be a layer of complex texture on the hazy sword body, which is combined into a strange pattern that covers the entire sword body, as if it contains the truth of heaven and earth, contains the mysteries of the universe, and exudes a mysterious aura.

As soon as the purple divine sword was condensed, it turned into a purple rainbow, flying into the distance at an unimaginable speed, and disappeared in an instant, this speed has completely surpassed lightning.

Jian Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly terrified in his heart, the speed of this purple divine sword shot out made him feel extremely shocked, it was a speed that no one was allowed to dodge at all, he really couldn't imagine that anyone in the world could dodge the attack of this purple divine sword.

In the center of the Sacred Space, in a region isolated by huge energy, there was a huge palace, and at this moment, a handsome middle-aged man in a white robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the moment his eyes opened, the space around him was violently distorted, and even the huge palace trembled slightly.

"This....this... This is the same breath as me, could there be the same existence as me who has come here? The middle-aged man's face showed a look of surprise, and the figure disappeared into thin air.

In another part of the holy weapon space, where the sword dust was, Zi Ying looked at the direction where the purple divine sword disappeared and said, "Although this artifact spirit is not weak, its grade is far from ours, and it is not even perceptible to the existence of me and Qing Suo, but I have already informed him, and he should be here immediately." ”

"Who are you, where are you from?" As soon as Zi Ying's voice fell, a deep voice came out of thin air, and as he spoke, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared in the void, looking down at the three of Jian Chen, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants.

He is the instrument spirit of the Origin Hallows, and within the Origin Hallows, he is the god who dominates everything, and he can freely control all the energy in the Origin Hallows, which naturally has its own arrogance.

The middle-aged man's arrogance made Zi Ying's brows frown slightly, and he immediately snorted coldly, and said in a disdainful tone: "A mere immortal-level weapon spirit is actually rampant in front of me, looking for death!" A powerful sword aura emanated from Zi Ying's body, as if turning into an invisible storm sweeping the sky, rampant in this holy weapon space.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, his indifferent gaze was replaced by a thick horror in an instant, and his body quickly retreated, and his eyes looking at Zi Ying were full of extreme fear.

The middle-aged man is the spirit of the holy weapon, and his every move can affect the changes in the holy weapon space, only to see that at this moment, the entire holy weapon space is violently shaking, as if a major earthquake has occurred, and many mountain ranges have collapsed, making all the contestants shocked, not understanding what is happening.

In the City of Gods, the General Union of Light Saint Divisions, which is located at the tip of the castle, has a huge white ball with a diameter of ten meters, this white ball is completely condensed by the light and holy power between heaven and earth, extremely pure, and in the center of this white ball, there is a powerful holy weapon that almost everyone in the City of God knows.

This holy artifact is called the Origin Holy Weapon by the people of the Bright Saint Master Guild, and it has been around since ancient times, and has been silently accompanying the Bright Saint Master Guild for countless years until now, and it has maintained its current appearance from beginning to end, and has never changed.

However, at this moment, the ten-meter white light outside the wrapped holy vessel suddenly trembled violently, and a golden light could be vaguely seen beating inside, causing the light holy power between heaven and earth to become extremely unstable, and even the headquarters of the Light Saint Master Guild was implicated, the huge castle was trembling slightly, and a large amount of dust fell down.

The tremor of the castle alarmed everyone inside, and immediately a large number of Light Saints in white robes ran out of the castle quickly, staring at the constantly shaking holy weapon at the top of the castle with a shocked expression, no one knew what was going on.

At this moment, more than ten white lights flew out from the castle, and I saw the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild and more than a dozen elders all stepping on the white clouds suspended in the air, staring at the constantly shaking holy weapon with a shocked expression.

Immediately afterwards, several figures quietly appeared on the side of the president, staring at the constantly shaking holy weapon with solemn expressions, accompanied by a thick doubt, none of them could explain the scene in front of them, I don't know what happened to the Dao.

"What the hell is going on, why did the Hallows, which had never changed in any way, suddenly shake. The speaker was a very old man, with a hoarse voice and a weak appearance. If Jian Chen was here, he would definitely recognize this old man as the one who appeared in the Holy Light Pagoda, wiping the tables and chairs with a towel.

"Could it be that something has happened in the sacristy space. The president of the Bright Saint Master Guild said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering, and his expression was cloudy.

No one returned to the person of the president, because the scene in front of them, no one could explain clearly, the holy artifact had been in existence for countless years, and there had never been such a change.

The vibration of the holy artifact did not last long, and after a few breaths, it slowly calmed down and returned to its previous appearance, but the impact it had on the hearts of the people of the Light Saint Master Guild could not be left behind in any way.

In the holy space, the middle-aged man had already retreated to five hundred meters away, staring at Zi Ying with fear on his face, not because of how strong Zi Ying's strength was, but because he felt a huge coercion from Zi Ying's body, this coercion made him afraid, made him timid, and even made him unable to have the slightest idea of resisting.

Even in the middle-aged man's heart, there was an illusion, as if the other party only needed one thought, and his spirit would dissipate, his mind would perish, and this Origin Holy Weapon would be transformed into a Holy Weapon without a Divine Spirit. It was as if the young man in the purple robe was a generation of kings, and he was just a courtier, and the king let the minister die, and the minister had to die.

"You... You... You... Who are you and why are you so powerful!" the middle-aged man was frightened, and he was no longer arrogant.

Zi Ying's eyes stared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and he shouted: "Just an immortal-level instrument spirit, you dare to be disrespectful to me." With the words, an even greater coercion emanated from Ziying's body, this is a coercion only for machine spirits, and only machine spirits can feel it.

The middle-aged man's originally pale face turned a little whiter, and he staggered back a few steps, his whole body was trembling violently, this coercion had penetrated deep into his soul, making him feel like his spirit was about to collapse from the depths of his soul.

And in the middle-aged man's mind, there were even some extremely unfamiliar pictures, he saw two divine swords, one purple and one green, standing between heaven and earth, exuding a dazzling glow, all the way to the heavens and the earth, destroying many stars in the void, killing countless immortals, leaving a corpse that exuded a huge coercion suspended in the endless starry sky, and each of these corpses was incredibly powerful in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and with a wave of their hands, they had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and even a drop of golden blood floating in the void had the great power to easily destroy themselves。